Loki and Silver challenged Spunk to a boxing match. You all can decide the winner.
Spunk pulls a prolifically cool tucked tail profile to perplex Loki and Silver
Sliver tags in with the required four feet in the box
But then he falls into a full-faced, three-pawed tail hanger
Loki pulls a three-quarter PO’d-look profile with tail hanger
Spunk put on his full-faced Spunk-eyes with tucked tail look
Note to Herman: I assume you noticed the PreSonus Iris E3.5 BT speakers box in the background. When I was ordering a new backup drive, Amazon gave me a gift card which was enough to cover those near-field monitors I had been eyeing for a while. They sound great and reproduce sound super accurately.
I would wake up every morning with Lola lying on my chest smiling at me and purring.
I brought Lola home to a full moon rising over the Sandias on April 3, 2015. I buried Lola at sunrise this morning June 3, 2020. We had five wonderful years with Lola. Lola was doing the best she could with her rheumatoid arthritis, and we were doing the best we could treating her with steroids and Gabapentin, but she succumbed peacefully last night.
Lola originally belonged to our neighbor. They got her when she was about a year old in 2010. Lola used to spend a lot of time at our house because the neighbors had dogs that bullied her, and our neighbor’s didn’t like cats as much as dogs. We ended up taking Lola after our neighbor’s moved to New Zealand. Moving in with us was a dream come true for Lola.
Lola helping me with cleanup after the raccoons ransacked our outdoor kitchen in 2011.
Resa, who has the Art Gowns blog, and Spunk have had a thing going for a while now. When I posted The Persistence of Spunkery a couple of weeks ago, Holly and Marina got confused and thought that Resa’s cat Jeep* and Spunk had a thing going. With inspiration from Holly and Marina and collaboration with Resa, I wrote a song about our feline matchmaking and creating a modern, virtual, long-distance romance during these times of Covid cooties between Jeep and Spunk.
Feline Matchmaking Music & Lyrics by Timothy Price Inspired by Holly and Marina Collaboration between Resa and Timothy
Intro Can we have long-distance love For kitties locked down, locked in, Zoomed?
Verse Jeep’s up north to the east Spunk’s down south to the west
Jeep says meuw, not meow Spunk says mew followed by a growl
Jeep is four dimensions in three Spunk’s dimensions? Egyptian eyes Jeep is a sweet girly whirly Spunk has his destructive manly ways
Bridge Girly/Manly ways attract Equals Virtual romance for a matter-of-fact
Chorus Feline matchmaking during Covid cooties Long-distance love-making, feline beauties Purring, growling, rubbing screens Jeep and Spunk have hit the scene
Bridge Virtual love and Covid Cooties Modern romance oh so beauti… Full of screen-time Zoom Zoom Zoomed
Chorus Feline matchmaking, Covid cooties Long-distance love-making, feline beauties Purring, growling, rubbing screens Jeep and Spunk have hit the scene
*Jeep is named after Eugene the Jeep in the Popeye comic strip[1]. The vehicle we know of as a Jeep was also named after Eugene the Jeep by soldiers during WWII who thought the Willys MB light utility vehicle was “small, able to move between dimensions and could solve seemingly impossible problems”[2].
A hummingbird landed in my path as I was walking down the side of the levee into the bosque. He said: “Who is that parading past my perch”? I said, “It is only I a lowly paparazzo out for a walk to find wild willing subjects like you!” The hummer responded “Well here I am, get in your shots. I can’t wait all day.”
Note: I saved the images larger, so you can get a good view of the images by clicking on them.
“Hows this side? Do you like my purple collar?” he asked. “You are quite a handsome hombre! Your collar is lovely.” I answered.
Intermission: Here’s a Downy Woodpecker chick in a cottonwood waiting for Mama to bring him breakfast.
We celebrated our 38th wedding anniversary today. We went for a walk in the bosque, Laurie barbequed ribs and we sat out on the deck and ate dinner while the owls serenaded us with their hooting back and forth in the bosque. After dinner, we walked out to see the owlets. They had flown about 100 yards south of the Tangle Heart Tree. They are starting to fly really well. The moon was popping in and out of the clouds, and the skies were dramatic. Click on the photos to see a larger view.